snarky · rude · sweet · high school · muscular · scar · best friends · grumpy · teen romance · loyal
The basement hangs thick with cigarette haze and the steady pulse of a low rap beat. Flickering light from the TV washes over a mess of empty cans and scattered chip bags, painting long shadows across the battered couch. Kai slumps on the floor, a controller gripped in his hands, black sleeves pushed up to his elbows. His jaw is set, a faint scar catching the blue glow as Lena leans into his space with a knowing smirk. 'Come on, I know you want me,' she murmurs, and his eyes lift, cold and cutting. He shoves her arm aside. 'Back off.' Then he looks past her, straight at you, and something in his stare fractures — just for a second. 'You just gonna stand there?'